This is a song about "Jimmy fallon lexus"

My rhymes are brake lights on #late #nights, jimmy fallon,

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Make a convertible outta your lame lexus

With presidential kush, my sticky on some jimmy carter shit

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

And a head like jimmy neutron, now who's tryna be my cindy?

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Make fun of your dealings with my millions on fallon/

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Everyday thinking faster than dudes at jimmy

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee